Benevolent -brash brat of a boy-kicked in the nuts by your peers again-, writing about anguish with a goose quill pen , slurping on a ice cream sandwich , mocking the government , your monthly stipend creates disdain in your families blue collar frame of mind and your peers ? ******* rubbed on papyrus , palm ashes smeared on your buttocks , tempting a petulant son , so I heard a little bird sitting high in a dead Oak tree , telling tall tales about your Fathers impropriety , killing you even after you were already dead , as if you were never really born , not in the physical sense mind you but worse , in the grand theater of the mind , where everyone has a ticket to the inaugural performance , everybody you've ever run away from out of loathing or due to abject horror and fear of their disapproval , sitting on the front row , knowing **** good and well that your reading your lines from a cue card held by your shrink at the local VA , the can't look me in the face look like all the girls give you , the ones that twist being a gentlemen into a play for their affections , women tell tall tales at times , men are even worse , acting on their self righteousness by slaughtering the runt of the herd before the others ..Epilogue , the credits are running , just like the palpitations , into the woods so as not to create a sensation , away from the stage and the examination , back to your little tinder box on the edge of suburbia !
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